Chapter 775: The Missing Treasure (3)

"Thank you, haha..."

Wen Yiming believed in the vision and ancient knowledge of the book spirit, and smiled with the book spirit.

After a long time, he walked around the pond, touching the edge of the pond as if he were caressing his lover, and the oracle's eyes did not find anything unusual.

"Boss, I remember that Shennong Ding has a characteristic, that is, after being ownerless, it will turn into a mundane state, but it can absorb the essence of heaven and earth, the surface covered mud and stone shell seems ordinary, but in fact it is a mortal inlaid soil with no attributes, and then the essence of heaven and earth he absorbs will feed back to nature, this elixir garden composed of thousands of extreme years of spiritual grass is its credit. ”

Selling knowledge seems to be the greatest hobby of the book spirit, and he said: "With this layer of mortal inlaid soil, you can directly let the dragon spear absorb the dragon scale fire and advance to two levels in a row!"

Wen Yi said in surprise: "Didn't you say that the dragon spear only absorbs the spiritual flame twice?

He was a little reluctant, if he cultivated the dragon spear and devoured it into the sea of spiritual flames, his combat power might skyrocket.

Shu Ling's expression turned grim, and he shook his head and said: "You have the Green Shame Spirit Flame, which can already meet the needs of alchemy and alchemy, the dragon scale fire has a fierce connotation of the demon fungus fire poison, which is extremely difficult to control, once the fire poison attacks your heart, you will definitely die if you cultivate; ”

"You must know that your Ziyan Dragon Spear is a future artifact and has a unique dragon spirit, the dragon spear is the best destination for dragon scale fire, and the artifact becomes a god, and it must have a weapon spirit. ”

Shu Ling gushed endlessly, and continued: "With the instrument spirit, at least you will comprehend the artistic conception in the future, and you will get twice the result with half the effort, boss, you must always remember that all foreign objects must serve your Shura battle body, and the Dacheng battle body is the real artifact of your super war god." ”

"Artifacts are not indestructible. The book spirit floated above the pond and said, "It also has a watershed, once it advances to the watershed, it will trigger the trait, and the increased combat power is no better than if you absorb the dragon scale fire." ”

Wen Yiming nodded and asked, "Xiao Ling, how should I use Shennong Ding to refine the dragon spear?"

Shu Ling said solemnly: "All your materials can't be taken out in the ring, but fortunately, there are so many mortal inlays, so that the dragon lance is more than enough for two advanced and two orders..."

In Shuling's narration, Wen Yiming felt that this Shennong Ding came in time.

Shennong Ding is an artifact in the Dan Ding, which can accommodate the spiritual flame of the world without rioting, just place the dragon gun in it, and the generated mortal inlaid soil will automatically blend with the dragon scale fire, and be slowly absorbed by the dragon gun, but it will far exceed the original plan in time.

Wen Yiming had to sigh at the strength of Shennong Ding, and the automatic sacrifice of the dragon spear, the trip to Luoding Mountain was a huge harvest.

Under the guidance of the book spirit, the dragon spear was placed in the pond-like Shennong Ding, and then quickly summoned the dragon scale fire.

The hands that were finally raised, this time there was no cold condensation fire elixir, if it weren't for the blessing of the realm to go all out, they would have almost been wasted.

Watching the dragon scale fire hovering in the pond, twisting up countless mortal soil, slowly turning from furious to quiet, and finally turning into a whirlpool to surround the dragon lance, Wen Yiming was completely relieved.

"Boss, you can rest assured that you will recover. The book spirit is immune to all damage, and sat casually at the mouth of Shennong Ding, and said: "It will take about half a year to advance to the second order, and at the last moment, you need to refine your essence and blood, I will remind you." ”

Wen Yiming nodded, then sighed: "Half a year has been wasted here, although there are many spirit crystals, they can't bear my consumption, alas!"

Shu Ling waved his backhand, and said confidently: "The ancient book spirit is here, don't worry about everything, the speed has returned to the peak state, the imprints of these storage bags are just a few ancient tricks, you have the boundary power in your body, and some garbage tricks can be broken at your fingertips, and when the time comes, you will be busy with alchemy!"

"Didn't you say it sooner?"

Wen Yiming complained, and hurriedly crossed his knees to cultivate, he wanted to use the Holy Light Technique to heal his injuries and recover to his peak state as soon as possible, and he really didn't have enough time for half a year.

Shu Ling turned his head and rolled his eyes, muttering, "You didn't ask me either!"

After half a month of forgetting to sleep and eat, Wen Yiming finally restored a pair of charred and oily hands into a goosebump, unable to go further.

Only if the alchemy is successful, refining a furnace of elixir to assist in recovery, the alchemy cannot be taken out, and the elixir is not to be thought about.

The book spirit had already loaded the trick of removing the mark into the soul stealing scroll, and after Wen Yiming fumbled for a while, a successful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he summoned a large number of storage bags, and used the boundary power to punch out one after another.

Looking at the large pile of spirit grass piled higher and higher next to it, don't laugh too badly.

Wen Yiming smiled, but the four sect masters at the entrance and exit of Luoding Mountain were furious.

"Who the hell is it that can break the mark of the storage bag!"

Wen Yingxiu lost the slightest bit of his previous easy-goingness, and watched angrily as the marks on the parchment continued to shatter one after another.

Sikong Yueyue frowned and said, "Palace Master Wen, who else can you ask the people of the palace gate to know how to make spirits?"

Wen Yingxiu slapped the table and stood up, "You all know this kind of mark, it is not unique to the spirit making technique, but there are never more than a few people who can perform it, and the spirit making technique has long been spread outside, have you forgotten that the Shenzhou military industry has a wood spirit weapon!"

"Natural Disaster!" Feng Qiuxue shook her head and said: "Dongsen only has the Shenzhou military industry, but the power of the natural disaster has not entered Dongsen, and this mark is imposed by the three gods of war, and the highest cultivation in the secret realm is only in the middle stage of the Martial King, strange!"

Li Xiuzhu snorted coldly and said: "This place is uniformly teleported out, and when the time comes, the old man will not believe it, the masters of the four major sects are all here, and he can still fly away, hum!"

After nearly 100 imprints were shattered, they calmed down, and there were no more anomalies for the next few months, which made the anger of the four giants slightly less.

At this time, five months have passed, and Wen Yiming is busy excitedly, practicing alchemy in the Void and Netherworld Realm, and has reached the level of a high-level sixth-grade alchemist.

The alchemist's background and the solid and rich theories of the two factions allowed him to directly pass the apprenticeship stage, and he advanced to the junior third-grade alchemist with just one furnace of elixir, and the demon was to the extreme.

Most of the nearly 100 storage bags were low-level and mid-level spirit grasses, and there were not many high-level ones, but after more than two months of collection, with the number of spirit grasses in the secret realm of Luoding Mountain, the spirit grass collected was enough for him to let go of it.

At this moment, he did not seek to advance the remaining spirit grass, but integrated the handprint method of the Divine Seal Flow into the alchemy, and the elixir that was refined in a furnace grew along with his unique Dan recipe.

One of the two ordinary Dan furnaces was blown up, and the only remaining Dan Ding had also cracked, if it weren't for the gentle and gentle Qing Shy Spirit Flame, Wen Yiming would have had nothing to do.

"Boss, stop! The dragon lance is almost finished. ”

The voice of the book spirit came, which made Wen Yiming feel very good, which meant that he would soon be able to receive Shennong Ding to recognize the master.

With Shennong Ding groping for the Divine Seal Stream, even if he cheats his corpse, he will not blow up the furnace.

The second update!

(End of chapter)